KILLING FISH WITH EXPLOSIVES.

Otago Daily Times, Issue 10631, 28 March 1896, Page 3

KILLING FISH WITH EXPLOSIVES.

TO IHE EDITOB. Sib, —I would solicit the use of your columns for the purpose of notifying the proper authorities of the wholesale destruction, by means of dynamite, of tho fish iv Papamii laSet and in Hooper's Inlet that frequently takes place. Last vreek the beach in places was covered with email fish, mostly flounders, that had been killed on the previous Sunday by means of explosives. The dyunmitards are not residents of tha district, bat eouae from town, and seem to fish for " sport"' only. I-hope that if snoh fishing is an offence, those-whom it may concern may tabe tho hint and inquire after each unsportsmanlike sportsmen,—l am, &c.,

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WJK NOt tcRTB-A CSKTTURX ?

" In the coming-lime," esid a famous English post, " a man or woman : Bo or 100 years oid trill ba more beantifuj than the youth or. maiden of 20, as the ripe fruit i« bom beautiful and fragrant than the green. These ripe mea and women will have no wrinkles on the brow, no gray hair, no bent and feeble bodies. On fiha contrary, they will have perfect; hearing, cleai eyesight, sound teeth, elastursteg, and mental vigour." . Does this Bound rfraurd and impossible ? Why should it P People over 100 years old are frequently met with in these days, M they have been as far as human records go back. A man is of no real value until he h past 50, and gained control of his passions and acquired some practical wisdom. After that he ought to have from 50 to 75 working years before him. Whoso dies short of 100 (bar violence) dies of his .own folly or that of his ancestors. One chief thiDg, however, we must learn. What is it ? Take an illustration—such ai we tee mul- ■ titudes of on every side.

Mr Eichard Leggatts," of New Bolinghroke, near, Boston, Lincolnshire, is a man now somewhat over 70. He is a farmer, well known and highly respected in his district. • In the spring of 1891 he had an attack of influenza, from .which he .never fully recuperated. The severs symptoms passed away, of course, but he ;e'mamed weak. No doubt food would have built him up, provided he could have eaten and digested it. Yet here was the trouble—his appetite was poor, and what little, he took, as a matter of necessity rather than of ; relish, seemed to act wrong with him. Instead "of giving him strength it actually produced pain and distress in the sides, chest, and stomach.

Then, again—which is a common experience—< he would feel a craving for something to eat; yet on sitting down to a meal, in the hope to enjoy it, the stomach would suddenly rebel against the proceeding, and he would turn from the table without having swallowed a mouthful.

Nothing could come of this but increasing weakness, and it wasn't long before it was all be could do to summon strength to walk about. As for working on bis farm, that, to bo sure, wag not to be thought of. He had a docwt attending him, as we should expect. If the services of a learned medical man are ever needed they must be in such a case—when nature seems to' be all broken up, and too machinery runs slow,' as oar family clocks do when we have forgotten to wind them at the usual nour.

Well, Mr Leggate took the prescribed medicines, but got no better. He asked the doctor why that was, and he appeared to be puzzled for an answer at first. Naturally enough a doctor doesn't like to admit that his medicines are doing no good, because ho expects to be paid for' them; and then' there is his professional pride, besides. ,

However, he finally said, "If my medicines fail to make you beiier it is owing to your age." That idea ni plair. as a pikestaff, and if me patient had never (jot any better afterwards, why who could dispute what the doctor said ? Nobody, of course. It would look just as though Mr Leggate irere really going to pieces from old age. Bus something subsequently happened which epvi's that easy theory of the case. What it wag hs tells us in a letter dated February 3, 1893.

" After doctoring several months without re« ceiving any benefit, I determined to try Mother Seigel'g Curative Sytop. I got a bottle from Mr G. B. Hanson, chemist, New Bolingbroke. After taking the Syrap for a week I was much better. I had a gofn.l appetite, and what I ate digested and strengthened me; and by the time I had taken two botiiles I was well and strong at ever.- You may ptisiisb this statement if you think proper.—(Sigiied) Richabd Legsate." So it proved, after sH, that Mr Leggate was not inSering from old age (At seventy ? Sim> sense .'), but from indigestion and dyspepsia. When Mother Ssigefs great discovery routed that, he felt " weH sod strong as ever."

Now for the moral: It is not Father Time who mows people down thru early in life; ifci* the Demon of Dyspepsia. Keep him awsy, and—barring accidents—you may live a century, ■ ' ,